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...their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade 1 Where is thy blissful place of rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? 151 S1R WALTER SCOTT, Born 1771, died 1832. [From " The Lay of the Last Minstrel."] THF. sun had...

...dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hearest thou the groans that rend his breast ? That sacred...love ! Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ! Thy image at our last embrace : — Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr,...

...thou the groans that rend hi* breart f That sacred hour can I forget ? — Can I forget the hallow'd grove, Where, by the winding Ayr, we met, To live...love ? Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports put ; Thy image at our last embrace ; — Ah ! little thought we 'twas our lut ! BURNS'...

...departed shade, " Where is thy place of blissful rest ? " See'st thou thy lover lowly laid ? " Hcar'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? " That sacred hour can I forget, " Can I forget the hallowed grore, " Where by the winding Ayr we met, " To live one day of parting-love ? " Eternity will not efface...

...dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hearest thou the groans that rend his breast ? That sacred...love ? Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr gurgling...

...their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade ! Where IB thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ?" To the delineations of the poet by himself, by his Lrntlx?!', a nd by his tutor, these additions...

...which gives him no pleasure ; and yet the That sacred hour can I forget ? Can I forget the hallow'd grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one...? Eternity will' not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr gurgling...

...which gives him no pleasure ; and yet the That sacred hour can I forget 1 Can I forget the hallow'd grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ? Eternity will1 not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah ! little...

...their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade, Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast .'" The beautiful verses entitled " Highland Mary," al luded to above, are in a strain no less impassioned....